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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
B. James Lowry
Acoustic Guitar
Gordon Mote
Piano
J.T. Corenflos
Electric Guitar
Jeff King
Electric Guitar
Joe Spivey
Fiddle
John Jarvis
Piano
Mike Brignardello
Bass
Mike Johnson
Dobro
Mike Rojas
Piano
Paul Leim
Drums
Russell Terrell
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roger Murrah
Songwriter
Jim McCormick
Songwriter
Luke Bryan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Stevens
Producer
Bryan Graban
Assistant Recording Engineer
Herb Tassin
Recording Engineer
Jay Fenstermaker
Assistant Recording Engineer
Jim DeMain
Mastering Engineer
Scott Johnson
Assistant Producer
Taylor Pollert
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Down where I was born was heaven on earth
Where Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright
We raised cotton and corn, a little cane and kids
You either lived on a farm or wish you did
And Jesus always walked close by our side
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks
There's a lot about life we learned on the bus
How to lie, how to fight, how to kiss, how to cuss
The closer we sat to the back, the smarter we got
We were poor, we were ugly, we were all best friends
Wide-eyed, baptized, and still wantin' to sin
Thank God we get more than just one shot
Where I grew up, we rode in trucks
That's us, haulin' hay in the field with the radio on
That's us, headin' straight into town when the work was done
In my mind, I can still see us now ridin' down Buck Island Road
It wasn't that long ago
We thought tobacco and beer in a can
Was all it would take to be like our old man
Then I saw how it made my momma cry
It was huntin', and fishin' and football games
Then it was girls, and everything changed
Fallin' in and out of love, we rode in trucks
That's us with our tailgates down in the parking lot
That's us with mud on our tires when it rained a lot
In my mind, I can still see us now ridin' down Buck Island Road
It wasn't that long ago
It's a part of my soul, yeah
It's a part of my soul
Down where I was born was heaven on earth
Where Flint River washes that red Georgia dirt
The sun sets slow and the stars shine bright
Where I grew up
We rode in trucks
Writer(s): Roger Murrah, Jim Mccormick, Luke Bryan
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